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than he seems able to bear, the dose of abhorrence. And in rectitude of intenBromide may be increased to thirty or tion and act, and the supremest effort even forty grains; or, be taken more of his intellectual and physical capafrequently in the original prescription. city, he may now live his life,-if? yes,
After the third day, there will be ifmarked improvement, the skin will If he do not go back. assume a natural hue and sensation, he There will be no need of it. will be able to eat with some appetite, He will have no craving for liquor. to sit up, and to move about, firmly On the contrary, he will have formed though feebly; but the great change for himself an absolute hatred and dewill be in his brain.
testation of it. There will come to him new thoughts It is not this against which he must with a vividness and force that will guard himself. cause him to laugh aloud with de- It is, first, against the efforts of drinklight.
ers who may endeavor to induce him to His ideas will arrange themselves join them. Second, against giving way clearly and logically, where before all to petty annoyances and disappointwas chaotic and confused.
ments, and seeking to drown care. As his appetite grows, and his system Third, against oterwork. begins to feel the strength, food-given, Let him remember that the years of his muscles will strengthen, his will dissipation, in which his system has become elastic in his movements, and been going through a condition of parstrength will come to him as by a tial destruction of the nerve-fibre and miracle.
the tissues and the brain matter, must There can be nothing in earth's war require years in which to recuperate. fare that can give that sublime con- He must not overwork himself. He sciousness of well-doing, which is so can now do more work in two hours intensely felt after those days of terrible than he did before in eight, so let him suffering.
not work six. He is respected; his utterances are Let him deal with life, and especially regarded with their due consideration; his own life, philosophically, and having his friends and those who understand done a fair amount of work, accept the through what a “ Valley of the Shadow needed boon of rest. of Death” he has passed, respect him; And should he find head or brain and even his former boon companions failing him at any moment, let him appreciate a courage and fortitude cease work altogether, and take relaxawhich they have not the faith in them- tion in the open air, in music, or in the selves to imitate.
society of friends! In his daily duties, be they profes- And, above all, let him never, under sional, artistic, or business, he will find any circumstances whatsoever, by the that he is gifted with new vigor and inducement of friends, by the advice of judgment. His imagination is stimu- a physician, or on account of any need lated far beyond the power of alcohol, or temptation that may assail him, because it is natural now, and a part of suffer himself to be betrayed into tak"the Divinity within."
ing the first glass ! And finally, the demoralization of the For therein the secret lies; and as we soul, that always follows, and forever said in the beginning, the willing and debases the habitual inebriate, is gone the strong man, if he follow these rules, forever. His ideas of right, justice, and may, by the grace of God, be his “ Owen virtue have ceased to be perverted. Inebriate Asylum.” And so he may step Deeds which he would have performed, again into the arena of life, armed and and scenes in which he would willingly equipped anew for its daily struggles ; have acted a part, but a few short weeks with the serene consciousness of his ago, he now looks upon with scorn and weakness and his strength to guide him and to guard him in the future; and that he has displayed his truest manthe soul-stirring conviction, moreover, hood and supremest nobility of charas an incentive for exertion, and for acter and strength of will-power, by continuance in the course he has chosen, fighting it out himself.
OUR EARLIEST ANNALIST.
As I was sitting, this morning, in my grand figures moving about in it, and library, indulging myself in the half- faces, some stern and some thoughtful, hour's dreaminess with which one some- and some fair and lovely, and some times runs over the thoughts and the fiendlike and hateful, looking out upon work of a week that is ended, before he us from it. It is our past—the past girds himself up to the work of the week wherein the lives from which we hold that is beginning, my eye instinctively our lives, began—the duties from which fell upon the shelves on which the his- our duties spring were shaped out for tories of the United States stand side by us—the hopes grew which we have seen side, with a suggestiveness of harmony pass into realities, and other hopes made not always realized in the lives of their possible which shall, one day, become authors. Their number, indeed, is not realities for our children. large; and yet, perhaps, full as large as But it is not for these lessons that my might have been expected from a na- eye lingers upon these volumes now. It tional life so short as ours has been, is of their authors that I am thinkingwhen compared with the lives of the the men who made this record the work historic nations of the Old World. It of their lives, and built upon it their is only when the road which we are hopes of usefulness and fame. What travelling begins to grow plain before
manner of men were they? What led us, that we find pleasure in turning to them to do this work, and what kind look upon the part which we have al- of a spirit did they bring to the doing ready passed over. And then, for na- of it? Let me give an hour to them, tions, as for individuals, the gazing is before I go back to my own. often of that kind to which Dante likens First come two solid octavos, clad in his own at the entrance of his mysteri- black, as their author went clad through ous journey :
his long and lahorious life. “ Holmes
Annals of America ” is printed in pale E come quei che con lena affannata Uscito fuor del pelago alla riva
gilt letters on their backs; and, as I Si volge all 'acqua porigliosa e guata :
read the name, they suddenly shoot up “ And even as he, who, with distressful breath, into huge elms; the green carpet of my Porth issuing from the sea upon the shore, study-floor becomes the soft green turf Turns to the water perilous and gazes."
of Cambridge Common; and before me For it is in the record of the strug- stands a quaint old house, with compreglings and wild tossings upon this hensive gamble roof and two sober sto“ water perilous ” that the great charm ries, with a modest side-door looking of history lies; and it is in the success- towards the Common, and a front door ful“ issuing” from it, or in the hope of somewhat more pretension, opening less shipwreck on it, that her lessons of upon a spacious yard. From one doorencouragement or of warning are found. step you look by the colleges down into We now have lessons to give as well as the heart of the village-the very road to receive: those two shelves hold the over which the British troops marched record of all of them but this last and to Lexington six weeks ago. From the greatest, whose end is still in the future. other you look across the Common to It is a checkered story, with an ever- the stately elm under which Whitefield shifting play of light and shade, with once preached, and Washington, before another six weeks are passed, will draw peaceful drab; and in his gait there is his sword, for the first time, as com- an unmilitary halt. An early death is mander-in-chief of the armies of the in wait for him also, but not until the United Colonies. Before each door work that called him from his forge on paces a sentinel in homespun, with a the banks of the pleasant Potowomut is fowling-piece on his shoulder instead done. What brings these men together of a musket, and an old brass-hilted on this 5th of June, 1775 ? It is the hanger at his side instead of a bayonet. first council of war of the Revolution ; His cartouche-box is an ox-horn, neatly and General Ward, who has made his polished like the goat-horn bow of Pan- headquarters here, is waiting within for darus, and he carries his bullets in a his brother-generals. leather pouch. As he paces to and fro, Eieven days pass, and another council he hums a sober air “entuned in his is held here, and the committee of safenose,” like the “service devyne” of ty meet with them. Greene is in Rhode Chaucer's Prioress. And now I hear a Island, but Warren is here; and, after clattering of hoofs : four men in uni- the council, there is an ominous hurryform ride up to the door, dismount, and ing to and fro, and med gather hastily enter-generals, all of them, with the on the little square at beat of drum, burthen of a great creation resting on Bunker Hill battle is hanging over the them, and giving a certain dignity to heads of these fathers and husbands their bearing; but, despite their swords and brothers, and from this very house and epaulettes, the military air is want- the signal comes.
In which of its ing; they are civilians still; as, despite rooms did Warren lay his aching head, their holsters and housings, their horses for the last time, on a bloodless pillow? are farm-horses still. The sentinels stop Then, all the vision passes as suddenshort in their walk as they see them ly as it came-generals and sentinels come, and make an awkward attempt and soldiers and anxious crowd; all at a salute as they pass into the house. but the quaint old house. And now I Their answer is but little better. That see a man in black go daily in and out broad and brawny-shouldered man, with at that door, and sometimes he holds by a face burnt brown by exposure, is Israel the hand a little boy. The father is Putnam. All the little boys in the ad- thoughtfully revolving some Scripture miring group on the square have heard text for next Sunday's sermon, or workthe story of his fight with the wolf, and ing out in thought some question of look up to him with envious wonder. American history. But with what is There is more pretension in the air and that boy, with eye already glancing from bearing of the man at his side; he has heaven to earth and from earth to heavevidently read more books and seen en, feeding his young mind? What better society, and thinks none the less does he see that makes him break out of himself for it. That is Heath; and into that sudden laugh? Of what is the one next to him is Thomas, .for he thinking, that calls up that sudden whom the small-pox is lying in wait in tear? Ah! the sacred gift has already Canada. Last of all comes a man with begun its work in his young brain, and clear blue eyes, lambent with light is stirring his young heart in its mysterifrom within, and a spacious forehead ous depths. By-and-by both brain and covering a brain that seldom rests, and heart will find utterance in sweet verse. lips that seemed sormed to bear the And, if we study well the father's play of a pleasant smile, or compress face, we shall find in that, also, the into the firm utterance of prompt and traces of a life worth recording. Measimmovable decision. That is the Qua- ure it by outside facts, indeed, and there ker anchor-smith, Nathanael Greene. is not much to tell. A few sentences The blue and buff and the silver epau- may be made to hold all this part of it. lettes still look strangely on those shoul- Let us try. ders, accustomed from childhood to the His name was Abiel Holmes, and
they who prize such things will not fail "A boy's will is the wind's will, to remind us that Divinitatis Doctor
And the thoughts of youth are long, long
thoughts," should be added to it. He was born at Woodstock, in Connecticut, in 1764; the battle of Lexington was fought. lost his father in 1779; graduated at And next, just as he was coming, at Yale in 1783 ; went to Georgia for his Yale, under the eye of his future fatherhealth, and, in 1785, became pastor of in-law, President Stiles, his own father the Congregationalist church at Mid- died, leaving him for legacy the record way. The search of health drove him of honorable service as surgeon in the North again in 1791, and, the year fol- army of the Revolution. The footlowing, he was called to the First Con- prints of Dwight and Trumbull and gregationalist church in Cambridge, Humphreys and Barlow, were still fresh where he remained till a doctrinal di- in the halls of this early nurse of Amerivision separated him from part of his can genius. The “Conquest of Canaan" parishioners, in 1832. On the 4th of was daily growing under the eye of its June, 1837, he died. He was married aspiring author. Merry peals of approvtwice, and left four children. Thirty ing laughter had already greeted the printed sermons and disquisitions, a first cantos of McFingal. Barlow was “Life of President Stiles," and the meditating the “ Vision of Columbus ;** “Annals of America,” show how indus- and fond friends were confidently claimtriously his seventy-three years were ing a sprig from the young laurel for spent. A meagre life, this side of it, the genial Humphreys. you will say; but is this the only Had these things nothing to do with side ?
the growth of this unfolding mind-no Born in 1764. Why, this was the be- part in the shaping of its aspirations ginning of a new epoch in our colonial and hopes ? Was there no subtle thread history. The treaty of Paris had just binding them all together, and connectbeen signed, giving peace to the thirteen ing a great success with one questioncolonies, and telling Puritan New Eng- able and one unquestionable failure ? land and Catholic Canada that they Did young Holmes never think, as he were henceforth to live together like listened to the praises of the three-and sisters. Our tender mother, too, was their praises were on many lips in those looking to us for the means of paying days—“The poet's place is taken; who her debts, and our paternal sovereign
shall take the historian's ? " was looking to us for the means of Mystery of the human heart, impenebuilding himself a palace fit for the trable, unfathomable! Laurels of Milking of three kingdoms and countless tiades ! how many sleepless nights have miles of colonies, to live in. The right you cost the Miltiades of every age and to levy stamp-duties was voted on the of every field of human endeavor ! 16th of March ; the sugar act on the But there was another influence, and 5th of April. In May, Sam Adams an acknowledged and accepted one. wrote the Massachusetts Protest, under Among the great names of that pethe form of instructions from the town riod of our colonial history, which runs of Boston to her representatives. James into the beginning of our national higOtis published his “Rights of the Brit- tory, there was none greater in the ish Colonies.” The episcopal question, world of letters than the name of Ezra under the guise of a controversy be- Stiles. Born under the “ blue laws,” he tween Apthorpe and Mayhew, was in accepted their rigorous interpretation its second year. What a turbid and of Christian duty; but born, too, with ominous season for an historian to be a thirst for knowledge and a sincere born in !
reverence for all its forms, his vigorous And then, just in the very flush of mind soon outgrew the uncongenial royouth, just in the age when that Lap- straint, and the stern theologian became land song proves truest,
the true Christian. How wide the
range of his inquiries, how comprehen- smiled upon the lovers. “I have marsive the grasp of his intellect, how va- ried my daughter Mary," he writes, in ried his reading, and how profound his his reflections on his sixty-fourth birthresearches, his pupil has told us in his day, “ to the Rev. Mr. Holmes, and partfirst essay in historical composition. ed with them both for the distant and Oriental learning was in its dawn dangerous climate of Georgia.” Is there amongst us, but Stiles made himself not a touch of professional pride in the master of Hebrew, Chaldee, Syriac, and Reverend ? There surely is of pathos Arabic, and addressed to Sir William in the “parted with them both;” and, Jones written inquiries upon the Sans- as I read the “ distant and dangerous," crit. Franklin sent him a Fahrenheit as connected with Georgia, I can hardly thermometer, and he immediately began help thinking that Goldsmith's a course of observations with it, which he continued through a series of years.
“ Thro' torrid tracts with fainting steps they go
Where wild Altamah murmurs to their woo" Knowledge for knowledge sake, a passionate longing to trace the history and was running in the good man's head, penetrate to the reason of things, seems and adding the strength of a vivid picto have directed the employment of all ture to the pious ejaculation with which his leisure hours; the others were giv- the paragraph closes: “I commend them en, during the first part of his life, to to the grace of God." his pulpit and his parishioners, and, And thus responsible life was fairly when he became President of Yale, to begun : a wife to love and provide for, his pupils. Forty manuscript volumes a congregation to watch over and guide. bear witness to his industry. Were How the heart must have sent out its these stores of learning, and this assidu- tendrils under the hourly influence of ous gathering of them, of no account such inspirations! This Georgia life in the daily intercourse of teacher and must have had its share in the growth pupil ?
of his mind. The negro and cotton But there was another treasure under were already in the half-peopled State, the venerable President's control, whose and he must often have heard the plantinfluence upon the pupil's mind could er say, “ Shall we ever be able to get not be called in question. He bad that little black seed out of the cottondaughters, and—the exact when, wheth- pod fast enough to make our negroes er as junior or senior, or candidate for and our broad fields profitable?" And orders, we do not know the young stu- even now, on the banks of the Savan. dent could not look upon Mary Stiles nah, under the roof under which the without saying to himself that it would Rhode Island Greene died, a Connectibe a great thing to be the son-in-law of cut boy, who had followed close upon such a man and the husband of such a Holmes' footprints at Yale, had heard maiden. Long or short, there must have the anxious question, and was working been some pleasant scenes in the court- out the answer. The young clergyman ship, some efforts, on the part of the saw the struggle between the producyoung student, to listen respectfully to tive power of nature and the controlling the father's disquisitions on Hebrew power of man; saw the current of agriand Syriac and Arabic, all of which, he culture and commerce suddenly turned confidently asserted, could be learnt in by the application of a simple machine; less time than a single modern language, which the dullest intellect could underand to read the while-Arabic was noth- stand and the most awkward hand ing to it-the secret meaning that lurk- could manage. Could he see it without ed in the eye of the daughter. But per- connecting it with the revolution prohaps the Doctor remembered that, al- duced by Arkwright and Hargreaves though old now, he had once been and Crompton, and seeing the whole young, and withdrew considerately to question of man's conquest and control his study. However this may be, he of the physical world rise up bofore his